The Audition

By Lea Bronsen

A DARK EROTIC CRIME MÉNAGE

Ruthless drug lord Ricardo “El Loco” Ferrer launders his black money by investing in movie productions. As a teen, he learned to enjoy blow jobs in jail. Now a man of power, his favorite pastime is checking out new acting talent...and convincing them to “please” the team of producers.

Young wannabe actor Jaden Moore comes to a shady side of town to audition for a movie part. He longs to shine, wants to walk the red carpet with cameras flashing and a crowd cheering. He assures the film director and the investors he’ll do anything to reach the top, but is he willing to comply with their dirty fantasies?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Writers in Crime
• Release date: Oct 20, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370514472

Lea Bronsen

Award-winning author Lea Bronsen likes her reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strives to give her own stories the same intensity. After a deep dive on the unforgiving world of gangsters with her debut novel Wild Hearted, she divides her writing time between romantic suspenses, dark erotic romances, and crime thrillers.She's signed with Evernight Publishing, Decadent Publishing, and Insatiable Press. She has also self-published some of her works and participated in the making of several anthologies.

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THE AUDITION

A Dark Erotic Crime Ménage

By

LEA BRONSEN

COPYRIGHTS

The Audition

Published by Writers in Crime

Copyright © 2017 Lea Bronsen

ISBN: 9781370514472

Cover design: Book Cover Zone

All Rights Reserved

Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

This is a work of fiction. All, places, names, and characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, organizations or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Adult reading material.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

Special thanks to a special someone for giving me the idea for this story. You know who you are. I appreciate your trust.

And big thanks to Kelly, Desi, and Jenna for beta reading. You rock!

REVIEWS

"A great grim, dark, erotic, captivating read. Hurt, comfort, hurt....just how I like it."

The heat level of this book was off the charts.

"This was the perfect dark naughty read!"

"Four hot, hot, hot, stars."

"Not to be missed if you like spice & kink in your stories!"

"Definitely not for the fainthearted or for those seeking a fun and fluffy read."

"This short story covers all the bases and has you looking for Ms. Bronsen for the next."

When I discovered how far it was going I think I was in as much shock as Jaden.

"This author gave the characters a surprising amount of depth for only having a few pages!"

"Just what I needed, a quick little naughty read."

CHAPTER ONE

Dull morning light crept up oil tanks and rows of containers as Rico drove through the port of Los Angeles. He found a discreet spot, cut the engine, and lit a cigarette. The long arms of cargo cranes moved behind a warehouse, with seagulls on the roof watching.

Moments later, tires screeched and a slick, black SUV halted a few yards away in a cloud of dust. A sooted window rolled down, revealing a bulldog face beneath an even uglier comb-over. Andrew Phleck gave Rico a stare and a nod before opening his door.

Rico waited a beat, eyeing the rooftops. Phleck owned half of the drug business in SoCal. He wouldn’t come alone.

Straining to hear any unusual sounds, Rico pressed the door handle and stepped out, his polished shoes crushing gravel. He always showed up elegant and professional. So far, no one this side of the country had suspected he was the son of a poor Mexican immigrant and had spent most of his youth in a southeastern jail for dealing.

They met halfway, the opulent, well-dressed Phleck taking his hand and displaying a row of teeth. Rico. He omitted the rest of his street name, el Loco, the Crazy One. Wise.

You wanted to see me, Rico replied, not releasing the grip. Cockroach.

Well. Phleck held his look, gaze dark and limpid like still water, but infamously sharp beneath the surface. Word has it you’re planning to transport the goods by drone. A brilliant idea. He pulled his fat hand back.

Rico sucked on his cig and blew out a chain of smoke. One has to adjust to new times.

Absolutely. Always a step ahead of the Feds. Phleck paused. I also heard you bought the biggest drone company in the US. A booming business.

Word travels fast. No surprise. An informant’s loyalty went to the highest bidder. So, I take it you came here to offer a deal.

Phleck cocked his head. Something like that.

You want a part of the new market.

The usual routes are becoming too dangerous.

Rico nodded. That, they are. He took a last drag and dropped his cig to the ground.

You and me— Phleck started.

Flapping sounded from the warehouse. Rico gazed past him and caught the reflection of flying gulls in the SUV’s backseat window. He didn’t believe in coincidences.

In one fluid move, he swiveled pulling his gun out of his suit and fired at a crouched silhouette on the rooftop. The bang! echoed between buildings, followed by a yell of pain. He spun back and aimed at Phleck’s sweaty forehead.

Eyes wide, the fucker threw his hands up and gulped a breath.

You and me, all right. Rico’s voice vibrated with rage. He hated treason, hated set-ups. Why was everyone so greedy? There was enough cocaine for all the drug lords in the world. He alone couldn’t supply the entire US market.

He pressed his gun into the jelly-like skin of Phleck’s forehead. Is there someone else?

Wh-what do you mean? The cockroach blinked, sweat running from his comb-over.

On a rooftop? Behind a building?

No, n-no one.

Liar. Anyone with the audacity to cross Rico fed his boiling hatred. He hit Phleck’s nose with the hard gun barrel, crushing bone. Blood sputtered.

Phleck squealed and brought his hands to his bleeding face.

Not taking chances, Rico wrapped an arm around the fuckhead’s neck and, hiding behind his thick frame, half-strangled, half-pulled him backward to his car. That’s not all, big baby, he sneered to Phleck’s